How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

with your

 

The mood was strange.

 

couldn’t take their eyes

 

out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on warming up the desolate

 

almost chest

 

my appearance you’re at least not dissatisfied with, my

 

that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a

 

doing here, then?

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

other, right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left between

 

you don’t participate in the stupid

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her. There was nothing separating them

 

her size,

 

couldn’t help but wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the scene of

 

a while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple

 

macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched all

 

eyes turned to

 

this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking in.

 

woman smiled at me—a

 

smashed into pieces. The face I hadn’t been able

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s you…

 

Then, that man is…

 

was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t

 

darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost myself to

 

***

 

shining right into my eyes had me twitching,

 

in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down

 

Who got me here? What

 

up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of someone else’s arm underneath me jostling me

 

I wanted to cry.

 

me, looking like he hadn’t

 

taking him in, my eyes leaving no part

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater

 

low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the

 

anything. It felt

 

done in my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all of

 

felt like a stranger in my own body

 

and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because I thought you’d

 

“What…?”

 

broken for a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed. It’s

 

was something I knew very well, something that had revealed itself to me

 

me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the family name

 

been like

 

“Always.”

 

into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it

 

a situation where I’m hated without doing anything. I can’t seem

 

first until I pressed hard on the bone of

 

silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing at me with

 

arm was free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping me in his

 

my own arm around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture where his shoulder and neck met, breathing in his

 

didn’t understand why my

 

dream, but I didn’t remember it at

 

at me like that. Because it’s not your fault. It’s not always all about you, you

 

arrogant man,

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